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Weirdest offerings at a gig

There was a huge dude at this gig I played who was trying to talk to absolutely everybody in to following him to a secret spot and light up some crank. The best part was that this was a sizable gig with a couple of popular old school punk touring acts. He never found his homie. Poor fella
 
Pretty much all of the above, but here's the only one I kept and still have...

For some reason, a girl handed me this between songs at a Dance-Hall-gig in Coeur d'Alene, ID: A 2'x3' poster of Humphrey Bogart.

I don't remember her name, but she was a very nice lady.


It's been wood-framed under glass and hanging in my Home Studio for 35 years now.

I do like Gin.


Bogart.jpeg
 
Answer to the skillet question: Lodge.

Still on my stove for melting butter for popcorn.

Just last weekend one act I play with gigged an outdoor event. Got fed well, beers brought to the stage, we all had a blast and a good, long set.

Afterwards the organizer came up with "how much did I say I'd pay you guys?"
He's a casual acquaintance, and we were treated really well and had fun at a totally laid back scene. We agreed on 200.

He started away, turned around and said "I'll be back with 300".

Never, ever happened to me before.
 
hmmm, so many I think.

We were playing at a winery near the coast, and this drunk guy wearing waders was dancing for a while.
He kept coming up to us after each song telling us he would have us covered. We had no idea what he was thinking, but at the end of the gig, he had 4 ice chests filled with fresh oysters & crabs he had hauled in that day.
We were all very happy with that surprise!

Another time in greece, a guy told me when he was buying a shirt that if I wanted to do some sightseeing after the tour was over, that he would hook me up. gave me his email scribblled on a napkin.
I emailed him and said yes I was indeed interested.
About an hour later I got a email confirmation of a bus ticket to a small town not even on the map.
I went for it, and when I got there, he had a nice hotel room for me to sleep in.
Next morning he picks me up in a fancy car with a couple of pretty ladies.
Took me to all the local sites, like byzantine era monastaries, ancient ruins, wonderful food, etc.
2 days of being treated like a greek god was pretty awesome.
 
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Just a couple of weeks ago we were playing at a wedding at a Farmhouse on Long Island (Not many farmhouses left in suburbia BTW) We got a Dozen farm fresh eggs from the chickens out back as a tip. Still not sure what the message was - they seemed real proud of those chickens.
I have a couple dozen chickens. They thought you did a good job and thought you'd value a dozen eggs more than they do. Think of it as a butcher giving you a steak.

We love our chickens, and our eggs.
 
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I was in a blues band playing the Black Cat in Schenectady and a dude kept coming up to me and insisting I was too good for that group, and that I should join his Stryper cover band. He tried to get my number in the middle of a song...
Whenever someone in the crowd attempts to communicate with me in the middle of a song I completely ignore them. It is as if the space they occupy is just that, space. It's beyond rude and narcissistic.
 
I love the fundo preacher slap bass story. Well played!

Other than the gifts that I *won't* talk about, my favorite memory is a trio of ladies who owned a catering company and were major fans of the reggae band I was in. We had a weekly gig in their town and every night during the last set they'd leave the dance floor. When we went to load out they had a buffet of great food spread out on our car hoods. It became a regular thing. Wonderful expression of love and appreciation.
 
Gay sex and 69 Stratocaster in Philly . Not that there's anything wrong with that, but I'm pretty sure in order to get the strat I had to put out. Maybe if it was a 62 jazz.

OH and a week of scuba diving lessons in Hawaii, but I forgot his name the next day. (Totally different person)
 
Oh god where to begin... I have a few goodies.

I play a lot of Country gigs. I don't change how I dress or anything for the vast majority (unless it's a nice place) of events. I'll wear my battle jacket complete with band patches a la Motley Crue, Iron Maiden, White Zombie, etc. The band requested I do this because when I auditioned they were wanting a rock bass player to fill in the dead space on some of the more simplistic songs. I obliged. Well we were playing a pretty good sized gig at a bar in a small town in Kentucky. Right before we come back from break we were waiting on a guest singer to come up and I start playing a few bars of Stranglehold, NIB, and a few other little bits. The band join in just to fill some space. After the show some big burly looking biker dudes walk over to me and offer to buy me beer and insist that "The band should turn me loose next show and we need to either play some Megadeth or some Black Sabbath" because "That s*** is better than some of the country stuff". Was funny as can be, and wasn't so much of an offer as it was a "What the hell?" moment.

The weirdest offers I have had are two tossups: One of them being with my punk band. Our lead guitarist is the bass player in a rather big band, so I catch a lot of facebook ads from his fans which is fine. But we had one dude who wanted to book us in some part of Texas (We are based out of Kentucky, our lead guitarist is in Virginia), pay our gas, pay for the show, but have us sleep at his house and have his wife cook for us.

The other weird one was probably the time some 65 year old lady walked up to me and basically propositioned me for a bathroom fun time session. I just kind of went "uh.... What?". That was followed by the most awkward attempt at a sexual flourish pose I have ever seen and a "Don't be afraid just because I am older and more experienced". I laughed maniacally and walked away. I felt bad for that reaction, but I just could not contain it. I was about 25 at the time. She picked up some 18 year old later that night if I recall. Good on her, I suppose.
 
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...I start playing a few bars of Stranglehold, NIB, and a few other little bits. The band join in just to fill some space. After the show some big burly looking biker dudes walk over to me and offer to buy me beer and insist that "The band should turn me loose next show and we need to either play some Megadeth or some Black Sabbath" because "That s*** is better than some of the country stuff"....

I get a lot of that "Man! You rock! What are you doing playing with those losers??" Always the rough and tumble looking guys. Pays to have some killer warmup songs ;)
 
The guy I work for has a fairly ...distinctive physical appearance. A regular bar customer came up to him a couple of years ago and handed him a statue about 12" high that he had carved out of wood that was really remarkably well done. It's been sitting on the glass rack in the bar as a display piece ever since.
 
Tonight, a guy put a bag of M&Ms and a mint on our guitarists pedal board!

A) Your guitarist must have REALLY BAD breath, for the guy to notice from off stage (or maybe it was a comment on his guitar tone).
B) Were the brown M&Ms removed?

I think M&M's should package bags of just brown M&Ms, as per the Co's chocolate, peanut, almond, Christmas red & green, etc.
 
Last night at a private labor day party we had a dude bring us homemade apple pie shine on stage in exchange for playing a song he wanted to hear. That was a good trade lol.